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Chapter 312 - 196: Tang’s Achilles’ Heel_3
Chapter 312: Chapter 196: Tang’s Achilles’ Heel_3So that night, Tang Xiaoli appeared on his bed, her mind a blur, and he paid no attention, nor did he need to.

Then, Tang Xiaoli killed herself.

Meanwhile, Qu Hao, in his quest for vengeance, suddenly discovered that his enemy was not just that one person but was the massive family behind him, along with the evil spirits that clung to the family.

In a bar, Zhao Feng was attacked by a masked man, and when his subordinate burst into the restroom, the masked man had already been accidentally killed by him.

To avoid the charge of manslaughter, they quickly dealt with the corpse.

Zhao Feng’s throat was damaged, his voice turned hoarse, and his face suffered minor injuries.

So, out of fear, Zhao Feng hid at home and hired a private detective to catch the man who attacked him.

But one by one, his family members died in murders with peculiar techniques, each crime scene like something out of a magic show.

He knew that it was that man seeking revenge, so he studied that man obsessively, day and night...

Until.

----

Zhao Feng staggered toward her grave; he had to run faster, the police had already identified him as a suspect, he had to see her one last time.

Twisted memories began to surface, and he started to realize that he committed a series of Deception cases and he wasn’t Zhao Feng.

He was actually Qu Hao; in that bar, having completed his plastic surgery, he killed Zhao Feng, successfully taking his place.

The rain was heavy.

He rushed into the cemetery, following his memory to the last glass gravestone in the third row.

Standing in front of the gravestone, his vision blurred by rain and tears, the sense of satisfaction from his revenge had vanished when he arrived here, leaving only sorrow.

He couldn’t help but kneel in front of the gravestone, reaching out to touch the black-and-white photo, where the girl smiled sweetly, her smile forever captured at the age of twenty-four.

Wait...

He realized he didn’t recognize the girl in the photo at all; wiping the water from the corner of his eye, he looked intently, that face should have been familiar.

”Who... who are you?” he asked, staring, getting very close.

Memories in his mind flickered past like a slideshow.

Holding hands with her...

Running past the Ferris wheel, into the cinema, strolling down the pedestrian street, leaping through the lava of volcanoes, wandering the dim, beautiful depths of the ocean...

And...

So many other places.

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But why? Why is there no face in the memory of you?

Who, who are you?

He could no longer continue to think because the police had already pinned him to the ground from behind.

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In court, the detective’s testimony played a key role in uncovering the truth of the case.

In that bar’s restroom, Qu Hao didn’t kill Zhao Feng but hypnotized him using a previously arranged scene and some magic techniques, or rather, a mind swap.

From then on, Zhao Feng saw himself as Qu Hao and carried out a series of vengeful acts against his family.

And at the end of the film, sitting in the psychiatric ward, Zhao Feng stared blankly at the glass flower, then suddenly smiled.

----

The film ended.

Wolf breathed a sigh of relief; as a mystery film, it was undoubtedly adequate.

The last thirty minutes of the film were a crazy whirlwind of twists, and in the end, even he couldn’t understand whether it was Zhao Feng or Qu Hao who had survived.

Perhaps it would take several viewings to figure it out.

But when Wolf looked at Tang, Tang’s reaction confused him.

His complexion was extremely grim, not at all his usual breezy demeanor.

What happened to Tang?

”Now, let’s invite our lead actor to the stage,” the host began the second part of the premiere ceremony.

And Jiang Shu, who played Zhao Feng, the prodigal son,

stood on stage, his gaze sweeping over the audience until it settled on Tang, revealing a smile.

Tang’s expression grew even darker, his heart like a raging sea.

Jiang Shu was the screenwriter of this film.

Jiang Shu...

Leaving aside those magic techniques, those hypnosis tricks, and that cryptic adaptation and ending...

This was his story.

But...

How did Jiang Shu know!?

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